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Her smile turned somber. “We’re a mess, Jud.” “Yeah, a beautiful fucking mess, and I wanna show you what that looks like to me.”
“Black-fuckin’-magic.”
“Is that what we are, darlin’, friends? And here I thought you were going to stab me if I touched you.” “I think I would have stabbed you if you didn’t.”
“A beautiful fuckin’ mess.”

